Alex's Pov His eyes held no warmth. No mercy. His hands were rough, bending my knees back till they touched my face, baring me open to him with no restrictions. He went deep. Too deep. I yowled in what was supposed to be pain but was simply pleasure and mild discomfort. I loved the feel of him in me. Every inch of his thick, long cock buried deep within me. I loved it and I hated that I loved it. He wasn't doing this to be pleasurable. It was obvious. There was something primal in his eyes. Like a beast unleashed. He pounded away, not caring whether I liked it or not. Simply for his own pleasure. That's what I was here for. It's what had been in the contract I signed but still. Still I yearned for him to crush my lips to his again. Kiss me like life depended on it but somehow I knew that wasn't going to happen. Not today. Maybe not ever again. Now was for the taking. I let him consume me. Let him take as he wanted. I had no other choice anyway. He grunted i
Luca's Pov He opened his mouth like he was going to say something but then thought better of it. He dropped to his knees at the door. Willing. Subservient. But there was a hold to his shoulders. A glimmer of resistance. “Come here.” I commanded. Again, he hesitated. Just a second but it was there. Uncertainty. I ground my teeth together in fury. Whatever happened between last night and now had given the boy an edge. He was still afraid of me but now, his fear held questions and concerns. Time to put an end to that. This bullshit ends today. He placed his hands on the floor and crawled on all fours to me, his head turned up to meet my eyes. He stopped when his hands brushed my feet. He raised himself to his knees. I let him stay there, drowning in his uncertainty, holding his gaze until he looked away. Then I slapped him across the face. His mouth opened in a silent gasp as he held his cheeks. I bent low and grabbed his jaw. “Did you have a good time today?” I
Luca's Pov The Viper.The fucking Viper. I'd gone in blind. I couldn't even remember what the casino was called now. I'd gotten intel that Fred Hawkins was going to be there from a rightfully terrified neighbour of his and I made my move. I tried to recall if there were any distinct markings on the men I'd killed trying to get to Fred. The Japanese mafia were known for their unique tattoos usually on their arms, neck or face. But I hadn't taken note of them. I could vaguely remember a tattoo on one of them who'd come at me with a gun but I couldn't be sure. This was madness. The Boss had every right to be furious with me. I operated like a rookie. Worse than a rookie. I didn't get enough intel before movement, I put no thought into my actions and the consequences, I made no plan beforehand and I took no notice of my surroundings while the action was taking place. I was careless. Erratic. All because of him. To protect him. To fight for him. And now, I had a mess to c
Alex's Pov “Happy to meet you too Ryan.” Isabelle said with a friendly smile. “Sorry to barge in on your date.” He said with an apologetic shrug to me. “Oh, it's not.” Isabelle laughed as I said at the same time, “She's a friend.” “Oh cool. In that case,” Ryan dropped himself into the seat beside Isabelle much to her surprise and my annoyance. “May I join you two?” He asked with a wink at Isabelle. What was the point of asking when he already took a seat for himself? But something in his tone must have sounded right because Isabelle giggled shyly. “We were...um, having a very serious conversation so,” She shrugged, looking a little…disappointed? “Ooh. Secrets being spilled eh?” Ryan winked at me this time as he laughed. I couldn't put my finger on what it was. Maybe the wink? Maybe the way he looked so carefree and obviously attracted to Isabelle? But the way he'd said it flicked an alarm button in my head. Secrets being spilled. Whatever story I came up with would st
Alex's Pov “I'm sorry. I…”“Do you know how worried I was? Do you know I could barely get any sleep? Do you have any idea how frightened you made me?!” Each sentence was punctuated by a flick of the napkin to my chest and my shoulder and my head. I ducked from her onslaught, laughing in spite of myself. “Do you think this is funny?!” She yelled, taking a swipe at me with the napkin again but I dodged and she missed. “It's not, it's not. I'm sorry.” I said, trying to contain my laughter. “You're gonna need to come up with something better than sorry you asshat.” She growled, wagging a finger at me. “But I really am.” “I don't care. I need an explanation.” She swatted me with the napkin again, the hit landing on my right shoulder. It was funny how she fussed over me. Especially considering the fact that I was older. By only a year but it always seemed like she was older than me by miles. Actually she was that way with everyone. Isabelle had a natural leader energy that
Alex's Pov Shopping turned out to be a more quiet affair than I thought it'd be. Elias and I had struck a rapport two days ago and I tried to rekindle that but he seemed a lot more quiet than usual. He treated the whole day like it was an assignment he needed to get over with as quickly as possible. For him, it kind of was, I guess. Didn't make me feel any better about it though. The only time he seemed to perk up a little was when I tried on a pair of dark jeans and a deep grey sweatshirt. He'd smiled with approval and insisted I wear that for the rest of the day. Other than that, he was uncharacteristically quiet. Broody. He made me sit at the back of the car. Like I was being chauffeured. A prisoner being transported felt more accurate. By late morning, shopping was over. As he drove me back to the penthouse, I forced myself to ask a question that had been on my mind since I woke up. “Elias?” I called, leaning forward. He raised a brow in acknowledgement of his n